Thursday, August 30, 2018

playing the market

she's studying the market.
the
ins and outs
of stocks.
the highs and lows.
blue chips and penny.
she's got a knack
for gambling,
it's in her blood.
black jack, or poker.
she'll sit at a table
of men,
puffing on a cigar
and drinking scotch
and walk
away with the pot.
now it's the dow jones,
the Nasdaq.
I see her perusing the paper,
following the numbers.
she's got the lingo down.
she knows when to buy,
when to sell.
she's rolling her dice.
spinning
the wheel, she's about
to make her move.
leaving you in the dust
driving away in her fancy
pants wheels.

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